The Goliath Expedition

 7 February 2006.
Early this morning things begin to calm down. I push out the tents walls to create some space to work in then gather my scattered clothes, shake off the snow as best I can and hang them above the gas stove. As soon as I fire the stove up anything just turns to [...]

6 February 2006.
Things do not get any better, again they get worse. Exposed on the edge of the mainland, I’m getting my arse wopped by this wind. It had been a bad night and this morning is just more of the same. I decide to just hunker down for the day and pray things will [...]

5 February 2006.
The storm continues all night and we take a pounding. This morning it finally eases off and we determine to make a move. Forcing ourselves out of our bags I peek outside and am shocked when I don’t recognise anything. The pressure ridges have gone!
” Dimitri, look outside, can you see the coast?”
” [...]

3 February 2006
A lot of pissing about means a late start again and when we do get going it’s at a pretty slow pace. The wind is up, giving us a hard time. The worst of Dimitris frost bitten fingers is starting to look pretty nasty. The day drags on. I still wear my light [...]

2 February 2006
We had set our watch alarms, intending to wake early and make up some distance, but neither of us heard them go off. Buried so deeply in the sleeping bags, you can hear next to nothing above the roar of the tent thrashing around in the wind. As it doesn’t get light until [...]

1 February 2006
We’ve taken a long time to get sorted, all water bottles filled and midday has gone before we get under way. The pace begins to slow as Dimitri, with too much weight in his sled, starts to struggle. This means I pull ahead, as for me movement equates to warmth. But I then [...]